A terrible gray sword suddenly cut out, and the terrible power seemed to cut the world apart, and the aura of the surrounding world immediately scattered and fled.
"What kind of sword is this?" the old man was surprised. He could not see through the subtlety of this sword. I'm afraid it was far beyond the third grade, but how could he display it? Although its power was as powerful as the third grade martial arts, it was not in contrast with its subtlety.
"What a strange boy." the old man nodded slightly and stroked his beard.
"Ha ha ha, come on." Zhang Xing looked crazy. He hasn't fought like this for a long time.
"Heaven devil fist!"
A hard blow to the sword was a roar, but Zhang Xing's face suddenly changed within a meter of the sword.
His eyes were full of horror. The terrible sword idea was to make his skin scratched with fine scars, and the blood flowed out continuously.
"How could it be? I have a red fire body. It's impossible?" Zhang Xing's eyes were full of disbelief. The sword made him feel the fatal danger.
The extremely sharp sword seems to be able to cut some open.
"I won't lose." Zhang Xing's face was full of crazy color, clenched his teeth and resisted the terrible sword intention. He didn't believe that he would be defeated by these two martial arts disciples.
The shadow of the sword suddenly cut off, leaving a huge scar on the challenge arena. The sharp sword idea permeated the whole martial arts arena.
"No, the barrier will be broken." the old man was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this sword could not even stop the barrier he had arranged.
His hands suddenly formed a seal, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered together to quickly repair the boundary full of cracks.
However, at this time, the sword was finally cut down. It seemed very slow, but it actually happened between lightning and flint.
"Hum..."
The sound of the sword rang out. Zhang Xing's body was full of blood. The madness in his eyes gradually disappeared and was replaced by the color of shock.
Looking at the sword close at hand, Zhang Xing regretfully waved his fist, and the two terrible forces suddenly burst together.
"Boom..."
A huge explosion rang through, and the terrible energy raged in an instant, like a storm.
"Kaka, Kaka... Bang!"
Under the bombardment of this energy, the boundary suddenly appeared cracks, and then spread like a cobweb. The old man had no time to repair and finally broke.
"Back!"
The old man immediately roared, and everyone was slightly stunned. Then he looked frightened and quickly fled to the distance. The old man tried his best to stabilize his energy.
But he found that the power was beyond his control.
"Hum."
The old man suddenly snorted coldly. Since he can't control it, he can break it directly.
I saw the old man's robe sleeve suddenly waved for several times, and the skillful force was rampant, directly dispersing all the violent energy.
When the energy dissipated, the two figures in the field also showed up. Wang Yu held a mysterious sword and pointed directly at Zhang Xingmei's heart. As long as he moved forward, he could kill him.
At this time, Zhang Xing's whole body was full of blood, and his fist seemed to hit Wang Yu's chest, but there was still a long distance, and he could not hurt Wang Yu at all.
"You lost." Wang Yu's indifferent voice sounded. It was light enough for Zhang Xing to hear clearly.
"Ha ha ha..."
Zhang Xing didn't speak and laughed loudly. He was very bright and had no previous fierce intention.
Slowly put down the outstretched palm, the blood red color on the body gradually faded, and the skin returned to its normal color, but the blood on the body was still very dazzling.
"You are very strong, and you will be the ninth in the list in the future." Zhang Xing smiled and said.
Trainee Wang Yu frowned slightly. Zhang Xing's attitude changed a little too fast.
Seeing Wang Yu's expression, Zhang Xing smiled brightly, "although I am a little arrogant, what I admire most is the strong. You are one."
"But why did you take back most of your strength?" Zhang Xing asked. Just now, at the moment when the sword fell, Zhang Xing could feel that the strength above had weakened significantly. He knew that Wang Yu must have taken it back.
"I have no reason to kill you." Wang Yu smiled. Indeed, if the sword was cut, Zhang Xing would be more or less unlucky.
"OK, I like you very much. We will be friends in the future." Zhang Xing laughed at the speech, but he knew that Wang Yu didn't talk big. His sword just now did have the power to kill himself.
"Wang Yusheng." the old man's voice sounded like thunder in this space and passed into everyone's ears.